ON PAUSE!!!

Take a Dinner

It had been a week since his visit to his Papa Yoga house, Anin did not dare to come there again because of his fear of the Hero. And today Anin is helping her mother make a neighbor's cake.

Yes, the activist is helping his mother make various kinds of cakes ordered by his customers. The cake made depends on the type of cake ordered by the consumer. But usually the type of cake that is most often ordered is pastries.

And now Anin and his mother named Vienna are busy processing raw materials into wet dough. Anin prefers the baking part because from the first Anin is more often helpful in the section, but once Anin also helps in other parts so that his mother is not tired.

"Mom, this is like dry." exclaimed Anin when he saw the small cakes in the oven already look brownish.

"Have a moment, son. Keep entering again that is ready" said Vienna's mother who is still focused on stirring the dough using her hands.

"Yes, Mom." Anin did what her mother told her. After that Anin again stirred his dough while waiting for the cake that had been cooked slightly cool before being put into the packaging.

Suddenly the ringing sound of mobile phones was heard from Anin's room, happened to be the location of Anin's room with the kitchen is not far away, understandably because the house is small, because the house is small, but Anin and her mother are very grateful because there are still many who do not have a place to live.

"Mom, Anin pick up the phone first." Anin then stood up after getting a nod from her mother. After that, he left the kitchen.

Miss Vienna looked at her daughter's departure with a gaze that somehow. Honestly, he was very worried when he found out his only daughter had a special relationship with men who were not from among them. Not that he was not grateful or happy, it was just that Vienna was worried because he knew people from the upper class were always measuring anything in terms of seed weights, and one of them was about the couple.

But so far Vienna has felt a little calm because the figure of the man loved by his daughter is a very friendly man, arrogant and arrogant like his master's son used to be.

In his room, Anin smiled happily when he found his girlfriend who contacted him, he had not met Yoga for one week because his lover was busy in college and work, and Anin did not want to disturb him. Then Anin immediately raised it before her lover sulked.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma. What is. Tidings?"

"Wa'alaikum salam, how long do you lift it." replied Yoga. Right, his girlfriend was sulking. Though it has not been past a minute since the beginning of the phone rings.

"Hehe's sorry, Mas. I helped mom make some cake. Thank you again for many orders. My question has not been answered."

"Oh, why do I know. I'm worried about you, I'm sorry I just called you because I've been busy this week. Good news, how are you?"

"Thank God I'm good too, Mom. No pa-pa, I understand. Now what's up?"

"I'm lying down, baby. That's why I called you. Mas kangen." said Yoga with a potent tone that managed to make Anin's cheeks flushed.

"Are you not working?" anin asked, nervous.

"I think you need some refreshing, it's Saturday now, baby. Did you forget?" tanya Yoga accompanied by a small laugh.

Anin choked, so busy helping his mother, he forgot what day it was. Honestly, during this week also Anin always thought of the indecent deeds that Papa Yoga did to him some time ago.

"Hello? There's still, right?" Anin flinched, again her mind was always on her Papa Yoga.

"I-iya Mas's. Yes, you have rested. I also want to help mom again." said Anin diverted.

There was a sigh, apparently Yoga still wanted to listen to the soft voice of Anin, but how else, Anin had his own busyness.

"Yes no pa-pa, that's why I also want to rest. I'll be at your house later tonight. We're malmingan hehe."

Anin shook his head, he only agreed because he was impatient to see his lover soon.

After the connection was broken, Anin then returned to the kitchen again before her mother took over her dough. Anin did not want her mother exhausted, especially now that her mother was no longer young, and her mother was often sickly due to too tired.

In the evening, Yoga came to his house. His arrival is no longer strange for the neighbors there because Yoga has often visited Anin's house. But there are some who do not like it, especially the neighbors who have girls, they envy because the girls are not as lucky as Anin who can get a rich man and of course very handsome.

Of course, the neighbors claim Anin's lover is rich, because Yoga always comes using his expensive car that looks very shiny, especially when exposed to the sun during the day.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Yoga as he knocked on the door. Anin's house was indeed different from the others. Where the neighbor's house at this hour still looks crowded on the terrace, while the house Anin already looks lonely, to the extent that others assume the owner of the house must have fallen asleep, when in fact not yet.

"Wa'alaikum greetings.." Finally the voice that was very missed her was heard saying from inside the house.

The door opened and a sweet smile appeared Anin who welcomed her with such a sincere, ever-shaking smile Yoga.

"I'm not coming in, let's go in." Anin gave way and let Yoga in, the door was left open so as not to cause slander.

"Eh, Nak Yoga. How's things?" asked Vienna's mother smiling kindly. The arrival of Yoga did not make him surprised because Anin had told him about the arrival of his son's lover.

"Alhamdulillah, Healthy Yoga, Mom. How are you doing?"

"Thank God, mother's news is good. Uh please sit down. I'll make you a drink first."

Yoga just nods, then sits in a chair that looks torn in some parts. Anin also sat the other chair deliberately took a long distance because his home can not be as free as outside there that can be close to Yoga. Yes, even though Yoga is the one who often mepet-mepet on him.

"Kok is far away very sitting" said Yoga while smiling ignorantly.

"Intentionally! Have you eaten yet?" tanya Anin ignored the words Yoga.

"No, that's why I came here. I'll take you out to dinner. Want huh?" take Yoga, rather beg.

Anin looked silent as she stared at Yoga. "But my mother was alone at home. I can't leave you alone anymore."

"Go away, son. Mom is not pa-pa. The important thing is not to go home last night." suddenly his mother's voice replied. Ms. Vienna placed the sweet warm tea and the cake she made right in front of Yoga. "Drink, Nak Yoga."

"Yes, Mom. Thanks to ya." Yoga then sips her a little to appreciate the treats that have been given.

"So don't you pa-pa right, Yoga take Anin out?" tanya Yoga makes sure.

Mrs Vienna smiled and nodded slowly. "Yes, but I asked her to go home not overnight, Nak Yoga must understand my worries."

"Yes Mom. Yoga really does. Yoga must take care of Anin, you don't have to worry" said Yoga seriously.

"Yes, I believe in you. Please eat the cake, I want to go back first yes of course you want to talk both" he said which immediately made the two young people smile shyly.

After the departure of Miss Vienna. The two also chatted lightly discussing each other's activities, before they finally say goodbye for fear of night.

On the way, the two seemed to talk again either about what, which must have both looked very happy. Before finally the chat the two stopped for a moment because there was a call coming in on the Yoga mobile phone.

When he saw who had contacted him, it turned out that his Papa was the one who called him.

"Yes, Pa. What's up?" ask Yoga.